Deathbelle did most of her sleeping during the day, so when she heard Zee’s squeal at the door following the clap of thunder no slumber was disturbed. She had been meditating though, she sat sphynx like on her pile of furs with Obi’s lovely present nestled on her paws. The scent of rose and lavender wafted all around her. She practiced the technique of clearing her mind to reduce daily stress. There was even more evidence that this would be a large litter, and reducing any bit of stress on her royal form would be beneficial.
The Empress opened her eyes to the darkness and gently placed the earthen sphere back into its alcove. She slipped under her bongo pelt and let it drape over her shoulders before she slipped from the curtained room. It was warmer than the rest of the cave thanks to her own body heat warming the space. She needed to find a small pet to keep with her to help warm the place.
She was curious to see Zee cowering on the furs of the main room. She tilted her features curiously, but didn’t hesitate to move closer to her handmaid. Quietly Belle settled herself beside the frightened woman. "Zee?" She whispered softly into the darkness as she rested her head over the woman’s shoulders. "Are you alright, dear?" She certainly didn’t look alright, and she wasn’t one to appear in the palace with out invitation or cause.
"Speech"
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.
